This coming Friday & Saturday I will be having the time of my life (well at least for this semester).  What is it you ask?   Why, I will be DANCING in my old Dance Company’s recital.

It only happens once every 10 years, so this is special.   Luckily, I’m still young enough to be flexible, but oh so old enough to be a dang alumni.  Seriously….really?  When did I start being referred to as an alumni?  It just makes me feel ridiculously old.

Onto the recital. 2, 3 minute dances.  2 front row appearances.   Our alumni dance is a collaborative dance with 4 SENIOR dances over the past 10 years, all of them are from my dances.  So far it’s just a bunch of 25 – 30 year olds complaining about joint pain & extra pounds we’ve gained since giving up dancing oh so long ago.

With all of that said, I will be glitterified from head to toe on Friday & Saturday.   Our dance is slated to go on at 8 on Friday & Saturday in Tecumseh’s auditorium.   The finale is around 9 and yes, there will be a straight line of around 20 alumni bidding our farewell to the stage.

I finally found my stinky old dance bag full of forgotten dance shoes that I broke out for this one special occasion.

Hope I don’t do any more nerve damage, since that’s what forced me out of dancing and into retirement early.   The icy hot has already been heavily applied to both knees and ankles.